"Familiar.....?"

Rin seemed to be reminded of something.

She couldn't ignore Sakura's words.

Because, the breath transmitted by this mountain peak is indeed mixed with feelings that make her feel familiar.

If you think about it carefully-

Rin resurfaced Moran's figure in his mind.

However, it was not the same as when he crossed the Demon Realm before, but he remembered the time when Professor Moran controlled the magic power.

At that time, they had the privilege of being in tune with Moran's magic.

Rin remembers that Moran said that it was in order to make them better perceive the magic that they had been exposed to the highly concentrated aether in advance.

The moment when the two sisters and Moran reached a loop connection.

What they felt was a sense of immensity that they couldn't see, and they couldn't figure out how the teacher existed.

It's like an ant facing a walking elephant.

Just seeing the heels is their limit, and they can't even peek into the whole picture of this elephant.

Because, this is the upper limit of the field of view.

"No.... Anyway... It's also too exaggerated..... How could I associate this with the teacher..."

Rin shook her head and shook off her thoughts.

How can the naturally formed 760 mountains have anything to do with people?!

When she said it, she felt very whimsical.

The mountain in front of us must be a natural achievement of the gods, a pure land that mortals can never defile.

"Huh.... Rin-chan... Sakura!?

When did you catch up?"

"Sister Ellie, it seems that we are all distracted, this mountain is really not simple at all...."

"Hahaha... As a sister, I'm really out of shape....

However, I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems to feel warmer after coming here. "

Alice Phil stretched lazily.

She felt very relieved here.

Rin and Sakura felt more pressure, and they didn't feel as comfortable and peaceful as her.

The three girls looked together at the front of the hillside.

They could see Moran faintly in the distance.

When the three of them walked up the hill and looked back, they were still amazed by the scenery again.

"I've looked through books and know it's called Sea of Trees. It's just that a sea of trees like this has never been recorded..."

The three women finished their eyes on the vicinity of the top of the mountain.

It felt as if the soul was going to be sucked away. Looking at the foothills, you can see a large sea of trees.

It's as if this is the heart of Britain.

However, they were not distracted by the view, and continued to approach in the direction of Moran.

After getting out of that eerie woods.

There was no more space folding, and they quickly rushed to Moran's side.

However, they were not the only ones who came.

"—Stranger, this is not a land on which you can tread, and no one should disturb the king's sleep. Those who disobey can only wash away this sin with blood. "

Several pitch-black shadows descended from the sky one after another.

A weight far more terrifying than the previous one struck, and the voice conveyed the will not to disobey.

Alice Phil's eyes widened when she saw the comer: "That's legend... Dragons and griffons that only existed..... You're here!?"

Thoughts to talk about in the car before arriving at the peak.

Now it's in that form.

It seems to really show the unreasonableness of the gods, giving people the feeling of coming to another world.

You know, this is modern-day Britain.

Boom——!!

Griffons and dragons stop Moran and the others in their way.

Riding on the backs of these fantasy species are glorious knights dressed in golden armor that unleash solemn majesty.

"Roaring ——!!"

The dragon and griffin roared together.

It seems to tell that the person in front of him has made a big mistake, and no one can forgive the sin of stepping into this spiritual peak.

The air was filled with the sound of this terrifying demonic sound.

It's just that as soon as the mortal Alice Phil and the others heard it, their legs were weak and they knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

The fantasy species did not take the initiative to press.

This is the instinctive fear of the higher species of human beings.

"Rin, Sakura, and Ellie, you've done a great job, and it's good to have made it this far. "

Moran said with a faint smile.

His voice diluted the uneasiness and fear of the third girl.

However, the sense of crisis still exists.

The knights of unknown origin were all hostile, almost as if they were invaders. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Think of them as stains.

Categorically, it cannot be easily forgiven.

"Ponder death, embrace it, mourn it—the eternal sleep of immortality. O grave keepers who have remained here since millennia, you have fulfilled your duty. "

Moran faced a terrifying hostility.

He just said it flatly.

"This is the mantra of my people.... How could it be.... Who are you..... Why do you know the truth of our people!?"

The menacing Golden Knight.

They were shaken by these words for some reason, and this abnormal reaction was very strange in the eyes of the three girls.

Only, the knights will understand.

It was a thousand years ago that the ancestors only circulated among the clan, and people from outside the island should not know it.

"Why do you know, hehe, it's the strangest thing for you to ask this, after all, the words that your clan remembers are also my wife..."

Moran raised his head in the middle of speaking.

Because, another figure broke in, and she rode the dragon like a king here.

"Are you blind? You don't even recognize your king, and even if I am a rebel, do you want to learn from me to draw your sword against your king?"

Mordred rode the dragon to the battlefield.

She took a slow step to go around the area and took a ride to play with.

This appearance can not be described as domineering.

"Ahh It's really....."

Moran smiled wryly and swallowed the words back into his throat.

It seems that he doesn't need to say more.

As soon as Mordred rode in on the Wyvern, the fantasy seeds under the crotch of the Golden Knight all prostrate on the ground.

It's like a loyal soldier for the king.

The Golden Knight didn't understand it at first.

But when, when they saw Mordred's dazzling blonde hair and heroic and beautiful face—

Everyone shuddered uncontrollably.

The dragon and griffin, who were comrades-in-arms, bowed their heads prostrately, combined with the appearance of the woman in front of them.

The Golden Knight knows only one possibility.

The one in front of me is inscribed in the account of the clan.

The third king of Great Britain.

At the same time, it is also one of the kings who swore their loyalty to the tomb of Brakmoya thousands of years ago.